An incredibly tender take on the handling of grief, loss, and the human desire to unconsciously be with someone amidst all of it happening. Drive My Car, running just a minute shy under three hours, is the most digestible film with such a runtime. Each second is spent exploring something, whether that be the inner monologues of the characters or a vicarious trip inside the red Saab car the movie spends most of its time in. Hamaguchi delicately bridges material with serenity in Hiroshima, somehow successfully provoking every existing human sense.

In an industry so defined by blockbusters that jam mindless action down your throat, Drive My Car is a welcome and refreshing film that highlights the mundane in our day-to-day life.